"Have you ever seen the real hell?" The shadow of the god of death stood with his back to Liu Qingyi with his hands behind him...

"This is still an illusion..." Liu Qingyi slashed his hand and a sword energy cut through the space. The surrounding scene changed again. In the darkness, the ground was covered with corpses, and there were only endless wailing sounds in his ears...[]

"I look down on you more and more." Liu Qingyi lifted his own restrictions, and his ability to enter the Tao, and resisted the power of the god of death. "Fear can affect a person's mind, but it cannot stop people's progress. God of death, are you poor in your skills?"

"The incomplete power of entering the Tao makes you too confident!" The god of death turned around, and in his cold eyes, dialyzing the opponent's strength, "Is it him an amazing work?"

"You like to play with human nature, and this bad personality is annoying." Liu Qingyi said in revenge, "So, you will never have an answer to this question!"

As soon as the words fell, the battle situation began. The standing person and his body remained motionless. The consciousness had fallen into a fierce battle. The distance between life and death was reflected in the eyes of each other. The howling sickle and the speeding green edge outlined the peerless battle on earth. In an instant, thousands of moves were gone.

It is a struggle between experience and will, a choice of life and death, and the battle of consciousness is almost a battle of swords and swords!

A few silver threads fell lightly at the end of the hair, and a blood mark appeared in Liu Qingyi's throat. After a few drops of Zhu Yan fell, it suddenly disappeared... The proof of the move, Liu Qingyi...

"Is the strong body your last reliance?" A blood-colored sickle transformed from the hands of the god of death, and the evil aura surged like the water breaking through the world...

"Is this the only thing you know?" Liu Qingyi gently wiped the blood in his throat, and the true energy in his body fluctuated. A force that was not of the world suddenly burst out. In the bright light, a huge human figure formed from behind him...

The ferocious face was like the evil ghost in hell, but in those golden eyes, there was a swastika Buddha seal, and the purple dragon energy surrounded the whole body of the shadow, and there was a Yin-Yang Tai Chi wheel behind it... The four sects merged and took all their strength. Even Liu Qingyi himself didn't know what the consequences would be...

"Are the aliens in the four sects who merge with the magic body, Dharma image, Tao body, holy body...? Hahahahahaha." The God of Death suddenly laughed, "You... made me look forward to it!"

With a sound of expectation, the shadow of the god of death was shrouded, and behind the god of death, there was also a phantom, with a dead bone and a black robe in his hand, holding a sickle, condensed for a moment, and the black phantom made a deafening sound... "Come! Let's fight!"

The sickle fell, and the shadow of the demon god immediately counterattacked. The head turned, three heads appeared immediately, purple and smooth, four arms appeared, six arms shook, and at the same time, a long sword was transformed into a mark of the shadow of the god of death...

Two phantoms collided and impacted, and the world was as if it was at the end of the world. The space built by the God of Death magic gradually collapsed...

"Drag me into the illusion duel... The power you have left is indeed not much." The man in Liu Qing did not move, but his physical strength was passing rapidly. This tactic was not very beneficial to him, but he could not refuse, because the sea of ​​knowledge could not bear such destruction!

"People who are smart will often taste the bitter fruit of regret in the end." The top of the dead body of the Death God is still as calm as hell. "This is just the beginning, and you are already under control..."

"Don't say anything!" With a low voice, Liu Qingyi condensed his energy into a sword. He moved his body and rushed towards the god of death on the corpse of Wan Bone.

"God of Death... Blood Seal!" The blood sickle moved, and the god of Death swooped from above, with a sad and beautiful vermilion red eye, and a peerless move suddenly appeared...

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The source of the heart and the place where the mind is born, there is a temple with jade towers, high buildings, and the Shulou Longsu and the Taixu master...

"A very magical technique..." Shulou Longsu stared at the scene in front of him, "but there are always flaws..."

"Along the way, you should have seen it clearly. There is still one state after another. How can you reach the end? The final answer of the human heart... you have already known the answer." The Master of the Imperial Academy shook his head and said, "I just don't want to accept it."

"There is always a way!" Shulou Longsu's voice was a little anxious, which was something he would never have ever seen before.

"Don't you understand? This is my disaster, it's a disaster!" The Master of Imperial Academy sighed, "Since I came into contact with that book, the game has begun. It's pride. I, who is too proud, underestimated the power of the God of Death. Now, there is no way out!"

"May the Master of the Taixue is unwilling to give up!" Shulou Longsu frowned, "As far as I go along, the ability of the God of Death magic is too terrifying, it is straight into the hearts of people, twisting human nature, and has never seen magic, and has never experienced it... the power of the God of Death... In this way, Master of the Taixue is still unwilling to give up? Is it meaningful for a victory or defeat? Take a step back, not to know, but to prepare to fight in a better way!"

"But you can't deny that it is the safest and most direct way to defeat the God of Death!" The Master of the Taixue denied Shulou Longsu's proposal, "I believe that my will will not be corrupted by the God of Death!"

"Since I can't, why did I fall into the consciousness illusion of the Taixue Lord at the beginning? The God of Death... has affected the Taixue Lord!" Shulou Longsu advised, "Longsu begged the Taixue Lord to work with me to solve this illusion and get along with the thief..."

Before Shulou Longsu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Emperor's wave, "If you hadn't discovered my true self just now, what would you do now? This time, you are as impatient as him!"

"You don't understand the real terrible thing about Death, and people will never understand what Death is thinking?" said the Imperial Master, as if he remembered a nightmare, "This is a dangerous god. Sometimes, he himself is doing something contradictory. From the moment I picked up the age of the Death Kingdom, I was entangled with his fate. Now that I have broken the mark of the age of the Death Kingdom, it will only allow the power of Death to escape from this carrier to harm the world."

"Long Su, tell me, do you want to be enemies with a god of death, or a world that is being manipulated by god of death?" The Master of the Imperial Academy looked directly at Shulou Long Su and said, "Answer me!"

"This... is impossible!!" Shulou Longsu asked with some difficulty, "How could he... have such power!"

"No one knows how much corrosive the power of death has on people than me. I can't be confident that I can suppress it, let alone others in the world?" The Imperial Academy was speaking, and a violent shock suddenly occurred in the space of consciousness...

"The illusion... is beginning to fade?" Shulou Longsu felt the breath around him, but his heart was a war between heaven and man. Can the thief gain the upper hand? Should he keep the Taixue Lord here? Leave him alone here? Let him use his power to break the art of death... to defeat the God of Death, he alone, is it possible?

"I finally know why the emperor of good deeds value him so much." The Master of the Imperial Academy suddenly laughed, "Longsu, you are not an object in the pool. One day, I have a premonition that one day, you will shoulder the burden of revitalizing the Confucian school. Chapi is a very good power to rely on."

"I.."

"You are the smartest student I have ever seen. When should you make a decision... You should know..." The Master of the Imperial Academy reached out and pressed his hand on Longsu's shoulders. "This is the victory or defeat between me and the God of Death, and it is also the only way to minimize the damage! Longsu, it is you, how would you choose?"

It turns out that I had no choice from the beginning of this game. Shulou Longsu was in a depressed mood. The Master of the Taixue was proud and conceited or saved the world. Shulou Longsu had no way to judge, but he finally needed to make a choice.

I bowed my head and thanked my teacher for my kindness, took on all the blame, and turned around. I hope that I would not meet again in the future. Meeting is life and death.

"Can't you trust me a little?" The Imperial Academy smiled bitterly...

"It's not that I don't believe it, but Shulou Longsu never wants to participate in a gambling game with a low chance of winning!" Shulou Longsu paused, and with his back, neither the Taixuezhu nor him could see the other's expression...

"With my own situation, the winner will never be the god of death!" The head of the Imperial Academy watched Shulou Longsu leave his consciousness illusion. This was his final promise to this disciple...

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In the illusion space, the battle between man and gods has reached its most intense peak. Time keeps passing, and the closer it is, the more you have no way out of Liu Qingyi, but that is the case...

I can't give up even more! The illusion in front of me has already broken images, and the shadow of the god of death is like the image of his own demon god. He is covered in scars, and the god in front of me has already reached a strange road!

How can you give up at this time! How can you give up at this time! Putting aside the danger of time limit, Liu Qingyi no longer wants to leave a way out!

Those who are close to the Tao are closer to the laws of heaven and earth. Unlike the natural protection method of Liu Sheng’s sword shadow, Liu Qingyi’s feelings only have two extremes...

Creation and Destruction! Destruction is for reconstruction, and the ultimate of all things is to sleep in darkness. This is the ultimate heaven and earth!

When choosing, you can only choose the same direction, and only choose one direction. Liu Qingyi did not hesitate..

Creation, a choice without any suspense, with one finger out of the sword, everything begins, stagnates time, ignores space, Liu Qingyi cuts away with a sword, and the space of the Death God suddenly collapses...

The way of Liu Sheng’s sword shadow is nature, the way of protection, the illusion of the sword created without any harm, the end, the unsuccessful sword that disappears and destroys everything, and follows the old path of others, not what Liu Qingyi hopes...

"Are you enlightened?" The god of death held a blood-colored scythe in his eyes, "I finally waited for this moment!"

Two giant phantoms disappeared at the same time, and the winner was only in the last move!

There was no sword in his hand, but Liu Qingyi still stomped on his waist, and his hands were drawn into a sword. A new force of creation was constantly gathering, reappearing the first sword drawing between heaven and earth. His will was completely immersed in this sword. The sword was a weapon, sword technique, and a technique of fighting. No matter how much it beautified, it would not change. It had its meaning as early as the beginning of creation.

Why does the sword exist? Just to fight and survive, one sword for survival, one sword at the beginning, one sword, one sword, one sword, and one sword, want to kill the evil god!

The god of death looked at the person in front of him, his aura was completely locked in the sword that was about to be created, not stopping it, just because it could no longer be stopped, and any movement was activate to form the sword!

The blood sickle was lifted upside down and condensed divine power. The blood-colored sickle suddenly stretched several feet long, and the giant sickle transformed out. The god of death also began to regard the person in front of him as his real opponent...

"The sword entering the Tao is rare to have an opponent..." The god of death whispered, but unfortunately... you can't kill me... Failure is already destined...

"Open... Heaven and Earth!" Ningxi waited, and finally welcomed the first sword. The sword opened. Liu Qingyi became a sword and stabbed the sword straight. The sword rose for a moment, and a little green light appeared in his hand. He instantly reached the front of the God of Death. The green light turned into a sword, and the power of the newborn shocked the world.

"God of Death... transit!" The blood sickle of the Death of Death was like ignoring the limitations of space and time. At the moment when the initial sword stabbed, the blood-colored sickle had arrived...

The sword of entering the Tao shook the power of the gods. With one blow, there was no sound in the entire fantasy world, sound, smell, everything existed or did not exist, as if it had completely disappeared at this moment...

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The palm stayed behind Liu Qingyi and could not fall down for a long time. Shulou Longsu hesitated in his heart. What would happen if this palm was taken?

If the God of Death Seal escapes from the age of the Death Kingdom and is scattered between heaven and earth, what kind of disaster will it cause? The Master of the Taixue did not say it clearly, but Shulou Longsu could guess... A little Death Seal is an evil seed. No matter who gets this seed, it will eventually sprout one day... When it blooms with bloody flowers, then the world will taste the most poisonous consequences!

"If this is the case, you will hate me for the rest of your life." Shulou Longsu closed his eyes, condensed his energy, and fell down ruthlessly... In this life and the next life, I will definitely return this palm to you!

If a palm falls, is life or death?

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In the illusion, only black and white nothingness remained. The soul condensed a blow to the person and god, and suddenly...

"You... lost." The first sentence of the god of death turned around, "Since the beginning... you have lost... because you are just humans!"

After a word fell, Liu Qingyi's whole body gradually became weathered...

Failed... Long Su...

"Anger...surprise...disappointment..." Death is not unfamiliar with victory, but the fruit of this victory is not as sweet as in the past...sweet? How could I think of this word? When did I care about these pasts? The Death is now just an incomplete mark, but even this mark is not satisfied with such victory...

He stretched out his finger and stabbed into Liu Qingyi's chest without any obstacles. An inexplicable brilliance flashed in the eyes of Death, "Are you unwilling to do so?"

"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The extremely severe pain made Liu Qingyi scream...

"Child...I'll give you a chance to rejoin the game." Death said lightly, "Do you want to continue the deal we just now?"

The answer was only an angry roar, and the sigh of death, "Then, the punishment of failure... you will lose everything you rely on, you will lose everything you care about, this is a treasure hunt, the last treasure, perhaps the deepest despair."

"This is a game that prevents others from intervening..."

"You can try begging me before despair, still time, still place."

"And I will give you another chance to trade... This is a rare tolerance for me."

"Are you... grateful?"

Without an answer, a powerful mental power suddenly broke into the illusion that was about to collapse. In an instant, the illusion collapsed!!

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My body has lost its sensation, my eyes are blurred, and my ears are beginning to hear the sound...

The blurry figure stood in front of him, very familiar... a terrifying darkness, and a faint purple...

"You want to get involved in this game?"

"Are you afraid?"

"You're anxious..."

What are they talking about? Is it a calculating? I was plotted from the beginning? Shulou Longsu...
To be continued...